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An Uncomfortable Feeling
Prisha Khimavat
A body trembling
Mind numbing
Bone chilling feeling.
A quiet thunder
Rumbling invisibly
Existing in shadows.
A screaming whisper
A cry for help
Unheard, non-existent.
Nails that are dug
Deep into palms
And voices that are gone
Perhaps never to return
A stoic face
A trembling chin
A fire drowning me out from within.
My empty brain
An abandoned nest,
I swear an elephant
Is sitting on my chest.
No air in
No air out
No way or method
To scream or shout.
The creek of water rolling down my face
Transforms into a river no less.
I’ve given up hope
Resigned to my fate.
I guess it’s time
I pick out my casket.
As I flip through
My mental catalogue,
My river comes
To a screeching halt.
The fire in my lungs,
Gradually put out.
Now, off my chest,
The elephant stands tall.
All functions resuming,
All energy gone missing,
Exhausted though I may be,
I didn’t die at least.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be back.
Yours truly, A Panic attack.”
~ Prisha Khimavat ~
Duration: 37 minutes
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